Douluo: Star-Breaking Sword God

Chapter 209 Yu Xiaogang: My chance has come

After the chaos of the early morning, Bibi Dong reluctantly left Ling Qianyao's villa.

As the Pope of the Spirit Hall, his personal visit to the capital of the Heaven Dou Empire to participate in the preliminary rounds of this year's Soul Master Competition in the Heaven Dou region naturally required him to meet with officials from the Heaven Dou Empire and relevant personnel from the Spirit Hall's branch offices to arrange numerous matters.

"Do you need me to give you a ride, Prince Qinghe of Tiandou Xue?" Bibi Dong asked with a teasing smile.

"Get away! I am Yun Zhaoyue now, get lost!" Qian Renxue's pretty face turned red as she glared at Bibi Dong, embarrassed and angry.

"Hum~"

Bibi Dong stood at the villa entrance, glanced back at the cozy and enchanting residence, a meaningful smile playing on her lips, and then vanished in a flash.

"Tsk," Qian Renxue stomped her foot, turned to look at Ling Qianyao with a huff, her beautiful eyes full of reproach, "It's all your fault for causing this mess, and now she's even teasing me."

Blame me?

Ling Qianyao chuckled, "You cunning angel, you weren't so stubborn last night. You said one thing, but your body said another."

"Are you trying to kill me?!" Qian Renxue raised her fist and punched Ling Qianyao in the chest, but Ling Qianyao took the opportunity to grab her hand, gently pulled her into his arms, and kissed her on the lips. "Stop fooling around."

"Hmph," Qian Renxue's body went limp as her waist was embraced. The scene from last night seemed to replay in her mind. Her pretty face flushed slightly, and she bit Ling Qianyao's shoulder blade, scolding, "Just wait until I get back, I'll deal with you."

Having said that, he left without lingering.

Ling Qianyao turned to look at Zhu Zhuqing and A Yin sitting at the dining table. The former smiled, swallowed the food in her mouth, and said softly, "A week~"

The Lake of Life, an alternate dimension beneath its surface.

"Forget it, let's reconnect. It's not to ensure his safety, but just to prevent the seed I'm cultivating from dying halfway through."

She reconnected the previously severed link.

A hint of surprise flashed in Gu Yuena's purple eyes. Her fingertips unconsciously touched the area of ​​the dragon scale protecting her heart, and the chaotic fluctuations that had been transmitted through the dragon scale last night gradually returned.

"This is."

She suddenly gripped the front of her dress tightly, and the fragmented, blurry images were forcibly pieced together and flooded into her mind:
Ling Qianyao was entangled by four graceful figures, their breaths intertwined, angel wings, a cocoon formed from spiderweb-like soul power, blue and silver entanglements, and a swaying cat tail.
I could vaguely see some splashing water.
"You bastard!" She suddenly crushed a nearby rock, her silver hair moving without wind.

She originally thought that Ling Qianyao would at most be taken over by that six-winged angel successor after returning to the human world, but who knew it would be so absurd!

I'm so envious. She should be the one to come!
The atmosphere within the alternate dimension gradually calmed down, and Gu Yuena's voice, filled with gritted teeth, could be faintly heard: "Mere humans... what right do mere humans have to enjoy what belongs to this king?"

"Faster, I need to be faster!"

Suddenly, a huge emerald green stone appeared in the space. As soon as the emerald green stone appeared, it exuded a rich and pure life aura.

She reached out and touched the surface of the stone. In an instant, a warm yet powerful force surged into her body through her fingertips.

"Soon. You'd better pray I don't run into anything when I get there."

Tiandou City.

In front of the main hall of the palace, flags fluttered in the white jade-paved square.

Two squads of royal knights stood on either side, each holding a long spear. Emperor Xueye, dressed in magnificent robes, stood at the top of the steps, with his son, Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, beside him.

A gilded carriage bearing the emblem of the Spirit Hall slowly entered the palace gate, accompanied by the sound of cannon salutes.

"The presence of the Pope of the Spirit Hall is truly a great fortune for the Heavenly Battle." Emperor Xueye nodded slightly, but his gaze swept over Bishop Salas and the two Title Douluo, Chrysanthemum Ghost, who were accompanying him behind the carriage.

The invisible pressure from the other party caused the atmosphere in the entire square to freeze.

Xue Ye couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "The Spirit Hall is gradually gaining power, and my Heaven Dou Empire doesn't have a single Title Douluo. How should we deal with this situation?"

Glancing at Qian Renxue beside him, he felt a little comforted. "Well, it's good that there's a good crown prince who knows how to recruit talents. With Ling Qianyao's connections, he was able to win over Dugu Bo."

There is still hope of recruiting more talented individuals to stabilize the situation for now.

The carriage came to a stop, the curtain was lifted, and Bibi Dong, dressed in a papal robe and wearing a purple-gold crown, stepped down gracefully. "Your Majesty Xueye, you are too kind. This Soul Master Competition concerns the future of the Soul Master world on the continent."

The Heaven Dou Empire is teeming with talent, especially with the emergence of many outstanding new stars in recent times. I have high expectations for their performance in the Heaven Dou region of this competition, and therefore I have come to observe.

She glanced at Ning Fengzhi and his group in another direction, a slight smile appearing on her lips. This guy who's always jumping around, you really are everywhere.

Don't worry, that old fellow Xueye will soon be going to his death. When that happens, your good apprentice will personally give you a huge surprise.

Sometimes, you in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School have no choice.

Ning Fengzhi narrowed his eyes, glanced at the Sword Douluo beside him, and asked via telepathy, "Uncle Sword, what is her cultivation level?"

"Very strong, at least stronger than me. I can't see through him. This youngest pope in history not only possesses unparalleled beauty, but his talent is also unmatched in the world. I'm afraid he's already very close to that level."

A glint flashed in Ning Fengzhi's eyes, "Peerless Douluo?"

"Um"

Ning Fengzhi's eyes flickered upon receiving a response. "She happens to be an ambitious person, emmm."

Qian Renxue stepped forward, cupped her hands and said, "Your Holiness, Father, you have all come from afar and must be tired. Please move to the reception room so we can discuss the matters related to the competition in detail and allow you to rest for a while."

Emperor Xueye nodded slightly and raised his hand to indicate, "What the Crown Prince said is absolutely right. Please follow me."

Inside Emperor Xueye's reception room, the long table made of golden nanmu wood was laden with delicacies. Bibi Dong took her seat as the guest of honor, her fingertips lightly tapping the gilded armrest, her gaze sweeping over Qian Renxue opposite her.

"I wonder what key points need to be discussed with the Pope during his visit?" Emperor Xueye asked.

“The Soul Master Competition is not urgent for now,” Bibi Dong waved her hand, then looked at Qian Renxue with a playful smile on her lips. “I’ve heard that the Heaven Dou Royal Academy is nestled against the mountains and by the water, with beautiful scenery.”

I have been feeling quite tired lately and would like to find a quiet place to stay for a few days to recuperate.

"I wonder if Your Highness could arrange for me to stay at the Royal Fighting Academy for a few days before the opening of the Soul Master Competition?"

Qian Renxue raised an eyebrow. Feeling tired? Don't you know why you're tired?

Beautiful scenery? I think you're looking for a specific person!
She was about to pull him away when Emperor Xueye took it as a normal arrangement and nodded with a smile: "Since Your Holiness the Pope has such an interest, I naturally have no reason not to refuse."

The Royal Academy is the place where my Heavenly Dou Empire cultivates elite Soul Masters. The environment is serene and the spiritual energy is abundant, making it a perfect place for His Holiness the Pope to recuperate.

"Your Highness, make arrangements immediately to ensure His Holiness the Pope is comfortable at the Royal Academy."

Qian Renxue's face darkened. "Yes, Father."

Bibi Dong smiled happily, "Then thank you, Your Majesty Xueye."

Qian Renxue glanced at Xue Ye out of the corner of her eye. This old guy really didn't use enough poison. She had to hurry up and get rid of him.

The negotiations among the various factions quickly came to an end, and news of the arrival of the Pope of the Spirit Hall in Tian Dou gradually spread.

Shrek Academy, Yu Xiaogang's room.

"What? Bibi Dong is here? Why is that? Is it because news of my presence at Blue Tyrant Academy has been leaked?"

Yu Xiaogang paced back and forth in the room, his eyes flashing with a complex light, a mixture of joy, bitterness, and inferiority.

"Now, she's the Pope of the Spirit Hall, above all others. There's no possibility between us, but..."

Suddenly, his eyes lit up. Even if the other party came to Tiandou not just for him, they should still have some feelings for him, their old friend. It seems that the opportunity has come!

Xiao San had been struggling to break through the bottleneck of her Blue Silver Grass martial soul. After returning this time, she asked me for the method of cultivating twin martial souls. I didn't have it, but she did!
"Looks like I should pay them a visit."

A smile crept across Yu Xiaogang's lips. He could almost picture Bibi Dong, remembering their past relationship, giving him the method to cultivate twin martial souls.

(End of this chapter)